August in pictures

August started out as a nice month. Josh and I didn't travel the first weekend. We worked, relaxed, and went to our church on Sunday.

Then, on Tuesday the 8th, I woke up and saw this:


It's very dark, but if you look closely, you can make out the top of our truck, which, along with the rest of the road, was under 5 feet of water. It had already gone down at least a half foot or more.

I cried.

A few hours later, the firemen rescued us off our front porch, again. These were the same firemen who came to get us last year. This is the view down 14th street from the boat:



Later that afternoon, when the water had receded some, we went back home to get Winston and some clothes for work. Here is a picture of Rachel and me walking through our alley. The water was over my knees at one point:




Needless to say, we lost both a few things: our vehicles, a few items of clothing, six cds, Josh's muay thai equipment, our washer and dryer, and worst for me, a tupperware that hadn't been closed all the way, which held cards Grampa Copes had written in. I'm still pretty sick over that. But God is faithful, and we made it out okay.

Our landlord had the basement cleaned the very next day. Our company gave us a paid day off. Rachel let us stay with her for the week. With our insurance (the company once again treated us phenomenally), we were able to get a new car before the week was up:


(It's just like the old one, but shiny, new, and black! In the background, you can see our rental, a PT Cruiser. Josh hated it.)

So here we are, a few weeks out from the second flood we've lived through in the past 11 months. We are doing okay...even better, really. We're happy, blessed, and so very thankful for all we have.

Most of all, each other.